Volume 3 Hello, Eri Chapter 358: Throne of Thorns (Part 3)
Just like that rainy night many years ago, everyone is going in opposite directions again. The difference is that last time it was the adults who were caring for the children. The small tree that once needed you to block the sunlight has grown into a strong tree, while you are now an old and withered tree with rotten leaves. Your identities and responsibilities are alternating with each other, like the passing of the baton in the hands of athletes, representing the absolute trust in each other at the moment.
Groups of heroic spirits rushed forward and engulfed Chu Tianjiao's figure, but the next second Muramasa's sword light flashed out from every gap. In front of Chu Tianjiao were the top humans and the best of the hybrids, whose levels were close to four digits, but their opponents were the most dazzling S-level dragon slayers of the previous generation. Kassel Academy never made mistakes in bloodline ratings, which was not only a recognition of the present, but also an estimate of future potential. The level above Chu Tianjiao's head could explain everything.
On the long road behind him, the darkness beyond the reach of streetlights had already engulfed Lu Mingfei's figure, but Chu Tianjiao could still hear her light footsteps, getting faster and faster. He imagined the girl running wildly on the viaduct in the rain, tightly clutching the love letter in her hand, the hem of her white skirt rising and falling, like a glimmering elf.
He laughed for no reason, waved his hand and sent Muramasa into the throat of the hero closest to him, killing him with one sword. Every dark night will always be broken by light. This quiet world of Nibelung has been silent for too long. Every hero here is like a lonely watcher who endures the battle of fate. Now they have finally waited for someone who can tear it all apart. The time of liberation is coming soon.
Go! Run! Go forward! The evil dragon will always snatch the princess, and you should be that evil dragon now, destroying this world that should not exist with your roar!
On the bridge across the river, Odin stood in the endless rain, looking far away at the other end of the bridge.
His cloak fluttered in the wind, and in his right hand he held Gungnir, a spear woven from branches of the World Tree, with the spear body showing an irregular arc like a branch. He sat on his eight-legged horse Sleipnir, pacing back and forth dishonestly, his mane as sharp as a steel brush, and every breath he exhaled was a flying lightning, and the azure light flowed back and forth along the gaps in the armor of the man and the horse.
The majesty is tangible, but also endlessly lonely. Something like this can exist in games, comics, and even any audio and video. Many people will buy a copy of his work just because of his handsomeness.
But it is just a ghost existing in the Nibelung. Too much power is itself a curse. Those who can meet Odin are all shocked by his true face. In front of such a magnificent statue like a mountain, death itself seems to be the highest respect.
The rain could not fall on Odin as there was an invisible air barrier around him that instinctively repelled the rain. This endless rain seemed to be the only place in this Nibelungen world that was similar to the outside world. If it was raining outside, it would also rain here.
Someone once said that rainy days are the best weather because they can block out the unpleasant noise in everyday life, leaving only comfortable white noise. People's ears are very fond of this low-frequency white noise, so they will feel particularly happy on rainy days.
If Odin were lucky enough to get caught in the rain, perhaps he wouldn't always look so lonely.
The heroic spirits were scattered around Odin, not gathering together like subjects paying homage to their monarch, but standing quietly on both sides of the elevated road, looking in different directions, like a group of living sculptures.
The world was absolutely silent except for the sounds of wind and rain. The meeting between kings was always such a crucial scene. Odin brought his most powerful heroes and waited for his destined opponent here.
The sudden sound of footsteps broke the silence that had lasted for a long time, and the heroes suddenly turned around and looked in the direction where the sound came from. It stands to reason that at the speed of a human walking, there would be no such heavy footsteps on the viaduct, but there seemed to be a strange spatial echo around them, and the footsteps that should have been inaudible were infinitely amplified, as if walking in a narrow cave.
Sleipnir neighed loudly, and its four hooves leaped into the air and landed again. It no longer patrolled. This mythical warhorse was a highly intelligent creature of dragon descent. Its eight legs were the result of a genetic mutation, and with its intelligence, it could easily identify the target its master was waiting for.
Lu Mingfei stepped onto the other end of the bridge and looked at Odin from afar. To be honest, the person under the helmet and armor was the one she was most familiar with. In the past, Lu Mingfei even had the magical ability to sense that Chu Zihang was walking out through the wall of the Lionheart Club building.
But now she could not sense any aura related to Chu Zihang from the majestic figure like a mountain. Just as Chu Tianjiao said, whoever puts on the eagle helmet mask will be Odin himself. No matter who the owner of the body is, he does not exist at this moment.
"You're finally here." Odin's voice was not Chu Zihang's. Even though it had spanned countless years, it was still Odin's original voice. One could even tell that it was once a human being, but under the mask covering the entire head, there was a subwoofer that sounded like an echo.
"Have you been waiting for me for many years?" Lu Mingfei whispered. The two sides were separated by a whole cross-river bridge, which spanned more than a thousand meters, but their conversation was very smooth. When Odin spoke, it seemed that the whole Nibelungen was trembling for him, and the echo was like a deep mountain ravine. Lu Mingfei didn't need to use any strength. Even if she used a mosquito-level voice, Odin could still hear it clearly.
"Yes, many years." Odin was like an honest parrot. Whenever Lu Mingfei asked, he would answer.
"Because of the prince?" Lu Mingfei tilted her head. "You are already very powerful. Even the prince may not be your opponent. Why are you still so persistent?"
"Nidhoggr's power is beyond your imagination and cognition. If I want to fight it, I need everything I can use."
"But you didn't want to kill Nidhogg for anyone else. You did it just for yourself. You wanted to replace him and become the new god of the world. So you didn't hesitate to become a ghost living in the Nibelungen, using a mask to convey your consciousness. Only in this way can you surpass the dragons' cocooning and achieve true immortality."
This time Odin did not answer. Only a very few people knew his complete purpose, and Lu Mingze was one of them.
"Hand over the king and the prince's dragon bones, and I will promise you the same eternal life," said Odin.
"Like the things around you, can that be called immortality?" Lu Mingfei smiled contemptuously, as if she had heard a very funny joke, her face full of disdain, "The world outside is much more interesting than this godforsaken place like yours. When I'm bored, I can go racing, and when I want to eat, I can always find my favorite food by searching on my phone. Things like you will be made into the game by us, with an eye-catching health bar on your head. Although it looks majestic, players will always use their own characters to try to see how to knock you down into the ground without getting hurt, and then make a video and upload it to YOUTUBE."
She put her hands behind her back and kicked the stone under her feet off the bridge. She watched the tiny splashes of water and then said slowly, "Odin, you are too old. You are a ghost from ancient times. You can't understand it at all. Compared with your so-called immortality, modern people's entertainment life is simply overwhelming. Your promise has no charm at all."
She did not use more unpleasant words to provoke Odin. With her ability to say dirty words, if she really got serious, she could insult Odin's mother.
The negotiation completely broke down in just a few words. It was ridiculous to say that Odin was still trying to negotiate a deal with her at this time. Maybe he thought that it was Lu Mingfei who was in control of this body instead of the prince? If it was the prince, there would be no need to negotiate at all. They have always been absolute enemies. But Lu Mingfei was just a mortal. Any dice in the game of the Kingdom of God should be full of temptation to mortals. Throughout history, many emperors' ultimate pursuit in life was nothing more than immortality.
Odin looks very young, which is not in terms of his age, but in terms of his emotional intelligence. This guy probably hasn't read history and learned any lessons in his life, otherwise he would know how cunning and insidious people were in later times, and their scheming is something that a hybrid Tyrannosaurus could never imagine. In this respect, Odin can only be considered young.
"Stop talking nonsense. I'm here today to settle accounts with you. In a sense, my entire life has changed because of you, from birth to growing up and then to the future, so I have many reasons to hate you." Lu Mingfei said loudly, with the floating light cutting through the rain curtain and pointing at Odin's head in the distance.
"By the way, I also want to say something to the man under that bastard mask of yours. I've met your father, Chu Zihang. He said he hopes I can pull you out from under the mask and give you a good beating. You'd better give it your all, otherwise I'll be the only one who has the final say in our family in the future! You have to hand over all your wages to me, report to me before you go out, and even if you want to buy a pack of toilet paper, you have to ask for my approval through Alipay. If you dare to look at other girls on the road, you'll have to kneel on the washboard when you get home!"
This was not a joke, but she really thought so. As a revenge for Chu Zihang's willful behavior without considering her feelings at all, Lu Mingfei decided to be a tough Mrs. Chu, controlling all the affairs of the Chu family and making Chu Zihang a henpecked man who would obey her orders.
Who made him abandon me? Who made him always think he was a lone wolf? Who made him not tell me anything? Don't think that leaving a love letter saying "I'm waiting for you" can write off the score. Lu Mingfei has always been petty and vengeful, especially towards the person she likes!
Lu Mingfei swung the sword with blood, and dots of fluorescence wrapped around the floating light, extending the blade of the alchemical blade longer and longer. Given Odin's size, continuing to hold the floating light of its original size would be no different from poking around with a toothpick, so the only option was to lengthen the blade to a length comparable to that of Gungnir.
In this way, the length of the sword will be very amazing, but its weight itself does not change. The glow covering the blade is artificially expanded into a blade, which can be swung lightly, and the fan-shaped attack can reach the level of carrying a forty-meter sword.
The last group of heroes rushed over from the other end of the viaduct, like a high-speed ninja army. Under the bridge, on the bridge deck, on the bridge piers, and even on the top of the bridge, any position can be their route. The levels on the shoulders of these heroes are amazingly high, starting with four digits, many of them are higher than Chu Tianjiao's 1800 level, and the highest has even reached a terrifying 4700 level, and the attack power has exceeded 10,000.
For some reason, Lu Mingfei suddenly had an idea. Could it be that Chu Tianjiao knew that there were people who were more powerful than him, and in order not to lose face in front of his son's girlfriend and to maintain a cool impression, he simply said that he would stay behind to cover the rear? His style of talking nonsense always reminded people of a familiar face of shamelessness. The masters of Kassel Academy were indeed unreliable, and they were all at the level of Finkel!
This was the final battle, there was no more to say, Lu Mingfei had been fighting at full strength from the beginning. The floating light drew a cross, and the extended knife light cut the cross-sea bridge under his feet in two. The strange stress spread forward along the bridge surface, and the entire bridge began to collapse in just a few seconds. Endless rubble and steel trusses fell, rumbling and collapsing like the arrival of Thor.
The rushing heroes were the first to encounter difficulties. Some simply ran back, racing against the speed of the collapsing bridge, some had no time to dodge and fell off the bridge directly, and some instantly found a way out in the chaos of the collapse, jumping as nimbly as a flying swallow and reaching the other end of the bridge before falling into the river.
The sharp blade flashed as the vanguard of heroes were about to break through the broken bridge. If the heroes could come over, Lu Mingfei could also go over, using the same method, and she could still keep attacking at such a high speed. Turning, stepping, cutting, jumping, all done in one go, on the cross-sea bridge that was dismembered like the end of the world, everything was seen in slow motion by her. How to find the best way out in the falling ruins was just a matter of a moment.
The heroes were slashed in the throat, pierced through, and splashed with sticky blood, and fell into the river. Even those who turned to escape could not escape such a long floating light. Lu Mingfei was faster than them, and could pick them up from behind and throw them aside easily.
Odin is at the other end of the bridge. She is more eager to end this battle than anyone else. The duel between kings can only be fought one-on-one with blood. No matter whether it is a level 1800 or a level 4700 Heroic Spirit, there is no place to stand before this battle. There is no reason for them to exist here.
